Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Boo !
Happy Halloween ! I really don't like the holiday myself, except for watching the kids get all excited.
I remember (way back) when I was a little duker I used to get "extra" candy because I had a cool receptacle in which the people put the candy. We lived in Big Sky at the time and Mother had me carry this wicker frog with his mouth wide open as a trick-or-treat "bag". Of course, all the rich folks in Big Sky would say "Oh, what a cute little frog" and give me extra candy.
My dad was always one to dress up. He had/has the best imagination (his brain just works WAAAAAY different than 99% of us walking this earth) when it came to costumes. He dressed up as a mummy once...and you couldn't miss him with that long, lanky frame. One year he was Pancho or Lefty (ding, ding, ding...probably Pancho)
as he was a bandito. He won "best costume" on that one, I think.
Halloween of 1983 or 1984 was cold, cold, cold in Jackson. Dad and I lived in the "little" house and he finally decided to fire up the "coke" stove. That little thing pumped out the heat. So, he fires it up and in no time it was WAY too hot in the house for us. What do we do?...open the door, of course. It's like 30 below (okay, not that bad...but cold) and we have the front door open. All of a sudden I hear a little noise from the street. I look out the window and a little trick-or-treater had fallen and couldn't get up. He was an "alien" which consisted of a square box (like for a large micro-wave) covered in tin foil...with holes cut in the side for his little arms to stick out. He must have slipped on the ice and went ass over tea kettle. WELL, he was just like a turtle on his back. This little duker couldn't get his feet under him....he was just laying there KICKING saying "Help Me". I was laughing so FREAKING hard inside, but didn't let him know. I let him warm up and gave him a big stinking handful of candy. I think we may have even called his mom.
I am wearing a C3PO mask today. My sister Polly should be proud. She always liked that movie...the struggle between good and evil and GOOD prevails. That's my sister, huh !!
I remember (way back) when I was a little duker I used to get "extra" candy because I had a cool receptacle in which the people put the candy. We lived in Big Sky at the time and Mother had me carry this wicker frog with his mouth wide open as a trick-or-treat "bag". Of course, all the rich folks in Big Sky would say "Oh, what a cute little frog" and give me extra candy.
My dad was always one to dress up. He had/has the best imagination (his brain just works WAAAAAY different than 99% of us walking this earth) when it came to costumes. He dressed up as a mummy once...and you couldn't miss him with that long, lanky frame. One year he was Pancho or Lefty (ding, ding, ding...probably Pancho)
as he was a bandito. He won "best costume" on that one, I think.
Halloween of 1983 or 1984 was cold, cold, cold in Jackson. Dad and I lived in the "little" house and he finally decided to fire up the "coke" stove. That little thing pumped out the heat. So, he fires it up and in no time it was WAY too hot in the house for us. What do we do?...open the door, of course. It's like 30 below (okay, not that bad...but cold) and we have the front door open. All of a sudden I hear a little noise from the street. I look out the window and a little trick-or-treater had fallen and couldn't get up. He was an "alien" which consisted of a square box (like for a large micro-wave) covered in tin foil...with holes cut in the side for his little arms to stick out. He must have slipped on the ice and went ass over tea kettle. WELL, he was just like a turtle on his back. This little duker couldn't get his feet under him....he was just laying there KICKING saying "Help Me". I was laughing so FREAKING hard inside, but didn't let him know. I let him warm up and gave him a big stinking handful of candy. I think we may have even called his mom.
I am wearing a C3PO mask today. My sister Polly should be proud. She always liked that movie...the struggle between good and evil and GOOD prevails. That's my sister, huh !!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Day Two
Yeah, I am SO gonna love this form of communication. I got a comment from my Mom's man Dick asking "is the world ready for this?" in regards to my blogging! Dick obviously knows my "darker" side and that I have been known to tell a dirty joke or two. I will keep it as clean as I can, but everyone knows I get a tad bit of "verbal vomit" every now and again....and just cannot control myself.
I should have known that my friend Garn Littledyke would ask "what the hell is a blog"? Garn, Garn, Garn...you are a little behind the times (and you have a little behind !). I will put it in a language you will be certain to understand. It's like writing a song for the whole world to read. Just like Barry Manilow, but different.
I just heard that my Dad will be up this weekend for sister Polly's birthday. Should be a fun time had by all !
Did you know that there are 800 kernels (arranged in 16 rows) on the average ear of corn? Holy Crap...no wonder it shows up in your poop the next day. 800 kernels !!!
I really can't wait for Halloween tomorrow. My boss's youngest daughter is going as Cleopatra and since I am the EYELINER QUEEN, I get to do her make-up. I also get to see Quynn and Conrad (Polly and Doug's grandbabies) all dressed up. That should be a circus ! That Quynnie can steal a heart in under two seconds.
Okay, back to work.
Monday, October 29, 2007
"Opening Day"
I caught the "blogging" bug from my good friends Kevin and Sally Bromenshenk. They started their blog (and I am addicted to it) regarding their journey to adopt a baby (or babies) from Korea !
So my ego gets to thinking (it does that ALOT)...it would be super-duper if I wrote a blog, just because I am entertaining as hell. A BLAST, as my friend Barb says.
Not happy about the Red Sox win...okay, I will say it....sweep ! Being a Yankee fan, it is the worst possible outcome that could come out of the Fall Classic, but what's a girl to do? It looks as if A-Rod won't be part of my Yankees next year, and we will probably get some bimbo as a manager. I will remain loyal.
One of my favorite kids had a great weekend. Payton Stott threw a 70 yard touchdown pass (this kid is 10 years old) for a giant win over a tough team. So Payton and his team are headed for their SuperBowl this weekend !! He will do great...got steely eyes just like his dad.
My first entry must be short, as I am at work. Just wanted to get it going...I promise to update you .
So my ego gets to thinking (it does that ALOT)...it would be super-duper if I wrote a blog, just because I am entertaining as hell. A BLAST, as my friend Barb says.
Not happy about the Red Sox win...okay, I will say it....sweep ! Being a Yankee fan, it is the worst possible outcome that could come out of the Fall Classic, but what's a girl to do? It looks as if A-Rod won't be part of my Yankees next year, and we will probably get some bimbo as a manager. I will remain loyal.
One of my favorite kids had a great weekend. Payton Stott threw a 70 yard touchdown pass (this kid is 10 years old) for a giant win over a tough team. So Payton and his team are headed for their SuperBowl this weekend !! He will do great...got steely eyes just like his dad.
My first entry must be short, as I am at work. Just wanted to get it going...I promise to update you .
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